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The Minerva tipped over and down on a seventy-degree angle Sandecker braced his feet against the base of Steiger's seat and clawed for a handhold To thein rapt fascination froht at the sea
"Ease your angle of descent," said Pitt "The projectile is beginning to trail back toward your tail rotor"
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"I read you," said Steiger, his words tense and strained "It's like ju with your eyes closed"
"You're looking good," Pitt said reassuringly "Not too fast Pass seven g-factors and you lose your rotor blades"
"Wouldn't think of it"
Four thousand feet
Giordino did not atte the Catlin in a shallow banking dive, corkscrewing down behind the Minerva Dr Weir, his job finished, groped toward the warmth of the control cabin
The sharp tilt to the helicopter's cabin floorwith his back against a wall Steiger's eyes danced fro the artificial horizon and back again
Three thousand feet
Pitt could see that the canopy of the parachute was flapping danger-ously near the twirling rotor, but he reh on hisHe watched as the sea rushed up to meet the Minerva
Steiger began to experience aup as his speed increased For a fleeting second he considered holding the stick in position and ending the torht of his wife and children, and his desire to see theain stoked a fierce determination to live
"Abe, now!" Pitt's command boomed over his earphones "Pull out!"
Steiger hauled back on the stick
Two thousand feet